#this is not about making their work into yet another fandom battleground and attacking their fans bc you can't attack israel

[hussyknee]

[ladyjonquilinthenorth]

Stormb*tch

Before I begin my unsolicited recap of the episode, I beg you to please excuse the disorderliness of the piece and lack of direct quotes. I’m at work at the moment and I can’t fact check the quotes right now, so this post is pretty much based off of my impressions of last night and general scrolling through Tumblr. Please excuse the following incoherent jumble of thoughts.

Dragonstone

Ok. First impression, Fire Beast Castle is straight up sinister. It gives me the creeps. It’s all dark and brooding and I don’t know how those poor Targs of Valyria the Old were holed up in there for 100+ years. I would have gone crazy.

D is headed down the path of insanity and I HAVE NO REGRETS. Her little speech to Varys was vaguely threatening AF. Be my dude and bow at the altar of my greatness, and you may live. Poison me like you advised Good King Bob and I will feed you to my dragons. Tell me, o readers, is this what one calls a kind, benevolent, and just queen?  It’s becoming clearer and clearer just how opposite Jon and D are. One is, like I said, just and benevolent, and the other is ruthless, power hungry, and much much much too self-confident.

I gotta say, though, I have a soft spot for wise old ladies, and I loved the little conversation with Olenna, and how she inspired the great and mighty Mother of Dragons to listen to her sage advice. Ignore the men and you’ll survive. Advice that I wholeheartedly agree with, though at this point, I’m kinda rooting for D to disregard said advice because *whispers*I don’t want her to survive. There. I said it. Make it quick, GoT Fandom. I don’t want to suffer.

And don’t even get me started on the Lady Mel’s sudden appearance! Did you see how D’s eyes light up when she hears that the prophecy may not necessarily be referring to a prince?? That lady is headed down the rabbit hole and I am here for it. And D, from one gal to another, you are NOT Jon Snow’s QUEEN until he kneels to you (which I hope and pray that Jon will not be stupid enough to do). He has his own kingdom and until he decides to proclaim you as such, you really need to get a hold of that self-titling obsession you’ve got. It’s not pretty.

Ok, but GWxM killed me. KILLED ME. “I have one weakness” ahjdhflhlsfhlgsjlgsjlgjslg. But to be honest, you know how it is when you play the Game of Thrones. They’re both basically walking corpses now :(

King’s Landing

“In Essos, her brutality is already legendary. She crucified hundreds of noblemen in Slaver’s Bay. And when she grew bored of that, she fed them to her dragons.”

Cersei, pal, I never thought I’d say this, but I agree with you, lady. I agree with you! This woman knows of that which she speaks.

@heathergee25 has a Tarly theory that looks to be on the right track. Go check it out!

Otherwise, idk, bored.

Oldtown

Ew, Samwell, ew. That scene was basically me browsing through another window on my screen while crackling flesh and unholy grunts made their way through my headphones. Poor Jorah and his love letter to his Khaleesi.

But I love the fact that, as JBW pointed out, bookish, shy Sam was never good at anything, yet here, in the library, here he finds his battleground, and I firmly stand behind all those underappreciated BTS players who ultimately save the day!. Sam “I killed an actual White Walker with a blade of glass” Tarly is not here for your “no can do” attitude. Looking at you, Maester Slughorn.

Arya

My baby Arya is going home!!! Hot Pie called her pretty!!! I think that’s the first time in her life she’s been called pretty and she liked it!! And her face when she finds out that her beloved Jon Snow is now King in the North!! Damn you, D&D, making my baby Starklings just miss each other. Can’t say I’m surprised, though.

I don’t cry often when watching things, but I literally had tears of joy welling in my eyes when Arya spotted Nymeria and she let herself be petted. Man, that wolf if huge! And then, of course, when Nymeria backed away, my heart cracked just that wee bit. *sniffs* WHY?????

Somewhere in the Narrow Sea

I’m not one for battle scenes, so I didn’t really follow along. Sorry if that’s your thing. BUT, Yara and Ellaria get it on, obviously, mere moments before their ship is ransacked by Pirate Uncle Euron. Obviously. Never really cared for the Sand Snakes, so I’m glad they’re gone. And Theon. I don’t know what set him off, but that guy has some serious PTSD and that breaks my heart. Are you dead, Theon? Please don’t be dead, Theon. I have so many questions.

Winterfell

Saved the best for last. *rubs hands gleefully together* Let’s get down to it!

I’mma be honest  here for a sec, we got wayyyy too few North scenes and they were much too rushed.  I would be happy to watch an entire 8 seasons of just my Starklings home in their ice castle. But that’s just me.

Boy, they are really laying it on thick with the Ned/Cat parallels. They’re not even trying to be subtle at this point. The first scene begins just the way the Ned/Cat scene begins in S1. An arrow hitting a target with the lord and lady figures looking down from on high. I swear though, that’s a scene straight out of a Jonsa future-fic. Mother and Father gazing down proudly as their Stargaryen babies become the best archers and swordsmen in the land.

Jon looking to Sansa for her take on Tyrion great and if you still think StarkBowl is an actually feasible possibility as cast and crew love to claim, just watch the episode. You’ll have no doubts whatsoever.

Ok. Meeting scene. I know that we all may not agree with Jon’s decisions all the time, but he is just, benevolent, and decisive. All good things in a king. Now, if he would only listen to his platonic-hot-sister-wife-hand-queen, that would be even better.

He makes his decision with listening to the dissenting voices and you know what, I understand him. “The North is my home. It’s part of me and I will never stop fighting for it, no matter the odds”. Jon has no desire to meet D. He has no desire to bend the knee. He needs the dragonglass and that is the one and only reason why he is going south. Sansa knows that he needs the weaponry and the army that D can provide. She knows that the WW are the biggest threat right now. But she protests because she’s SCARED. The last two times that the Starks rode south, they never returned. Also, kinda awkward that one grandfather roasted the other one. Oops.

But that look when Jon turns to Sansa, looks her straight in the eye, and says “I will accept”, did me in. It’s like no one else exists in the room and Hubby just asked Wifey for her consent in their secret married language. But what absolutely killed me was Sansa’s face when Jon leaves her the North. Props to Sophie and Kit, you guys, I have no words. Sansa haters will say that this is all she wanted, for Jon to leave her in charge to do with Winterfell what she wants. I say no. Sansa has been through so much, and as another blogger pointed out, they both have been constantly told that they know nothing. To suddenly have her experiences acknowledged and validated, and to be put in a position of trust by the ruler of Winterfell, I think that is the most gratifying, humbling thing she has ever experienced. And that all is clearly written on her face. Sophie, I love you.

One last thing. When Sansa gives her speech that Jon is abandoning the North, his people, etc, I SWEAR it’s on the tip of her tongue to say “you’re abandoning me”. I swear it. Fight me. 

THE SCENE which I have literally been looking forward to since the trailer came out was everything that I could have wanted, and more! Jon staring teary-eyed at the statue of his “father”, LF creeping up behind him like the creepyfinger he is, muttering unnecessary nonsense about Cat and how she never loved Jon. Jon is all like “why are you here, tho. Go away, asshole”. And as he’s about to leave, LF let’s slip about Sansa. And Jon FLIPS OUT. My lords and ladies, let me tell you, LF had a suspicion and that suspicion was just confirmed. The most fascinating thing about this episode, TBH, was watching Jon’s face transform from calm, annoyed indifference to snarling dragon-wolf hybrid ready to attack. I mean, his lip twitched and he actually snarled! I am always here for baby Jon going all Crazy Grandpa Aerys when somebody insults his platonic hot sister wife. Always here. And that smirk on LF’s blue face as Jon exits the crypts in a huff, that man knows things.

Not gonna lie, super bummed that we got no formal goodbye scene, and Jonny galloped out of Winterfell way too fast. But I do have some thoughts on what we did get. That wave. Now, I don’t remember the Jaime/Brienne scene, but seeing the gifs floating around, yep, I agree. But what I got from that brief moment was that there was a general feeling of controlled, conscious restraint. Sansa agrees that it’s necessary for Jon to leave. But she’s freaking terrified, and I think that if she lets slip something more that a curt wave and shy smile, the whole dam will break loose and she’ll never recover. That’s what I got.

Ok, time to wrap it up. Thanks for getting this far, hope you enjoyed my ramblings, and tell me what you think.

Love ya, Jonsa fam!

[writingforweirdlings]

Angel of Death

Summary: Reader is called upon by her liege lord. Her mission… to kill En Sabah Nur.

Pairing: Warren Worthington lll x Reader

Fandom: Marvel (X-men)

Word Count: 1181

AN: Italics are your thoughts. The picture is vaguely what your wings look like. They’re like Warren’s but black and they’re bigger than his.  I AM SO SORRY!! I have been gone forever!! I have been horrible with writing and posting on here!! You’d think I would come back with a request but no it’s something of my own creation! I hope you enjoy!

I had barely walked through the door of my apartment when I was summoned.

“My lord,” I kneeled before him and bowed my head.

“I have a task for you,” he spoke.

“SPeak the name and I shall see it through,” I responded.

“En Sabah Nur,” his voice sounded deeper.

“As my liege lord commands,” I stood and turned appearing in my apartment once again.

Looks like I have work to do.

Time Skip to the Battle

I was finally able to locate the mutant. Cairo.

I had seen this place many different times yet it will always be captivating. No time for sightseeing. I have work to do.

I found the battlegrounds soon enough and not too late it would seem.

I took my sword from it’s scabbard and plunged it into the Earth. (Ignore the words on the picture, the sword is the focus)

“I summon the souls of fallen warriors, mutants and human alike,” black smoke starts to travel from my hands to the sword. “Rise and fight. Bring my enemies to their knees, make them cower before Death!” the ground starts to shake and open.

My army of dead has risen.

I take my sword from the ground and make my way to the temple but not everything can be easy.

A bolt of lightning comes flying right at me, successfully striking me.

I was merely pushed back but, “bring her down.” I growl. A few of my warriors take to bringing down the white haired mutant.

I manage to get into the temple but before I can get further, I am pulled back by some form of a whip.

The mutant drags me out of the temple and then I am released. I stand and turn to face them.

She wields a katana and another form of a sword that glows purplish.

I hold my sword out and charge at her. The battle doesn’t last long as I soon knock her unconscious. I move back to the temple but am stopped by the sound of… wings?

I look for the source and find a boy flying towards a jet. He lands on it and gets in, I slowly walk keeping the jet in eyesight.

It starts to descend, crashing most likely, I think to myself. I run to where the ship crash and get closer for a better look.

I feel someone in there, I hear them groan and make my way in. I find the boy from earlier in a very compromising situation.

I use my sword to cut away at the jet. I manage a big enough space for me to get the boy out.

He groans and I start moving him out of the jet. He seems to be losing a lot of blood. Once I get him somewhere safe, I check his pulse but find nothing.

I put my ear against his chest, no heartbeat, no breathing. I lift my head and place a hand on his heart, the other on his head and black smoke leaves my hands. I feel my wings flutter and after sometime he gasps for air.

His eyes come into focus and he looks around his surroundings, eyes finally landing on me.

“Stay here,” I say as I stand to leave. “Or got to that building.” I point to where the other mutants are.

I see my mission not too far from where they are, “I have work to do.” I whisper.

I run as fast as I can towards him, “I release you from your duties.”

The army of the dead find their way back into the realm of the dead and soon the cracks are closed.

I twirl my sword, jump and stab the force field surrounding En Sabah Nur. Successfully bringing it down. I attack him with my sword, getting a few cuts in before he grabs hold of me.

He holds me in the air by my neck, the others assault stopping.

“You have great strength,” he says. “You are capable of so much more.”

“Thanks but no thanks,” I croak out. “I’ll pass on your bad guy speech.”

He glares at me, “you shall die in the end.”

“I do not fear Death,” I tighten my grip on his wrist. “I Am Death!” I set my wings free and let my smoke consume him.

He tries to use what healing abilities he has but to no avail. “No one can escape Death,” I say as he falls to his knees, releasing his hold on my neck.

He soon turns into a pile of nothing.

“What are you?” I turn to look at the boy from before.

I pick up my sword and sheath it on my way to him. “I’m Y/N,” I hold out my hand. “Angel of Death.”

“Warren,” he shakes my hand. “Archangel.”

“Would you like your wings back Warren?” I lightly run a hand over his metallic wings.

He has a confused look on his face, “I have-”

“Your original wings,” I interrupt him. “The wings you were born with.”

“You can do that?” disbelief in his voice.

“I can try,” I step closer to him.

Once I’m stood in front of him, I place my hands on either side of his head, touching our foreheads. I wrap my wings around his and his wings wrap around my lower half.

I close my hands and am brought before my liege lord.

“I have ended En Sabah Nur,” I stand to. “I only ask one thing in return.”

“What is it you ask for?” he queries.

“Restore Warren Kenneth Worthington III birth wings,” I bow my head.

I hear him approach me. “Rise my Angel,” he holds a hand out for me to take.

I stand and look him in his eyes.

“Your wish shall be granted,” he slightly bows his head.

“Thank you,” I return the gesture, “Father.”

Third Person POV

“Who is she?” Scott asks.

“More importantly how did she kill Apocalypse,” Hank says.

“What is she doing to him?” Ororo looks at the cloud of black smoke surrounding the two.

Back to your POV

I open my eyes and the smoke starts to clear. Slowly I remove my wings from Warren and take a step back.

“Are they as you remember?” I ask with a smile.

He fully spreads his wings, looking at each wing with a smile. “How did you do it?”

“Afraid I can’t reveal that information,” I smirked.

“Y/N, Warren,” we turn to the voice of the Telepath.

“Charles,” I address him.

He narrows his eyes the smallest bit, “Would you like to join us? At the Xavier’s School for Gifted Students?”

“What do you say wings?” I look to Warren, uncertainty in his eyes. “I’ll race you to the mansion?” I suggest with a smile.

“You’re on,” his wings puff out at the challenge.

“We’ll see you there then?” I look at Charles who nods.

I set my wings free, expanding them, getting ready to take off. “Loser cleans the winners wings!” I shout as I flap my wings and start flying.

“Cheater!” Warren yells as he follows me into the sky.

What did you guys think? Is it a good comeback? 

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